Saturday, November 29, 2003
Subject: ugh
From: "andy" - my journalist/sailor son
so im at fort meade again. ugh. fortunately they have
a plane ticket for
me tomorrow and i somehow managed to fit all my crap in
my bags (except some
clothes i dont really like anyway). so im only here to
get away from here.
i stayed in a hotel last night cus i lost the number to
EZ cab. i have my
old room for tonight, but my old roommate is nowhere to
be found. he doesnt
have orders yet, or at least his stuff is still here,
but im figuring hes
out making the most of his four-day weekend. im just
e-mailing cus i know
how you like to know im okay and what not. well, take
care, ill try and
e-mail you tomorrow or the next day when i find out
exactly what ive gotten
myself into. love you
Andy
the sign of the journalist, on andy's uniform
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